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When I was in grades 5 and 6 I was bullied quite a bit.
There was no reason for it other than that I was good sport. I liked to fight back. Problem was, I was OK when I went one on one. I'd still get beat down (I was small) but I always gave a few good shots. The problem was it was rarely one on one. It was usually three on one or more.
I used to stay a school for lunch, while most of the bullies when home for lunch. I was fine for the first half of lunch as we were eating in our classrooms. It was after lunch when they made us go outside that I was vulnerable. The best solution I ever came up with was when my Mom gave me a watch for Christmas. With the watch I was able to leave school grounds (I used to go and hang out at a nearby University Campus) and come back just before school got back in. Simple technology.
Moving schools for grade 7 changed everything and I haven't been bullied since.
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- Old Man Luedecke
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